A few hours after our holiday celebration was thought to be over, the biggest explosion of all happened…

Are you sure you want to know what happened?

Both of our boys woke up with horrific vomiting and diarrhea.

I cried when my oldest couldn’t stop throwing up. I laughed through tears when my youngest just threw up and went on all strong & brave like nothing had just happened to him. That’s what happens when you’ve been puking for most of your young life.

Today they are lifeless little boys. They’ve picked up some very nasty virus that I hope and pray does not get to me because I HATE to vomit. We are trying to keep the boys hydrated so as to avoid an ER visit. Hopefully they will be back to their usual selves in a couple of days. In the meantime, it sure is quite around the house.

So how was your 4th of July holiday?